Kingdom of the Dead

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I still believe! This was all, when I needed arms to hold me tight and lips to kiss my cheeks. And you still ask why I am holding on to this? This was all when I needed a corner to hide and a place to fit in. And you still ask why I am holding on to this? This is all I have, and the earth stops turning, and the world keeps burning. This is all I have, these chords and words that keep my heart alive and fuel me with the heat that drives me past all my dreams. This was all, when I needed arms to hold me tight and lips to kiss my cheeks. And you still ask why I am holding on to this? This was all when I needed a corner to hide and a place to fit in. And you still ask why I am holding on to this? This is all I have, and the earth stops turning, and the world keeps burning. This is all I have, these chords and words that keep my heart alive and fuel me with the heat that drives me past all my dreams. May this song be a pathetic one, may these words be written a thousand times before, but this is my anthem I sill scream for those who still believe and never give in. For those who still believe and never fucking give in. With raised fists kids go marching and we never give in, we never fucking give in. This is our anthem, this is our youth and we never give in, we never fucking give in. This is our... This is our anthem. This is our... This is our youth. This is our anthem. (This is our anthem.) This is our youth. (This is our youth.) This is our anthem. (This is our anthem.) This is our youth. (This is our youth.) Our anthem. Out youth. Our youth.

Submitted by Infernal Flame — Apr 26, 2025

Give me a knife and I'll twist it in my chest, I'll bee the first to cut out my heart and put it away to rest. It's only if I'm dead, I'm able to see the end of all nights that nails me to this cross I bear within these visions that surround. Dreams, you are so fragile and I wasn't even aware enough to hold you in my hands as carefully as in these moments of anger. I starve for this knife to cut all these nerves through. Wish I could, wish I could've built a wall surrounding my small world, but instead I'm left alone to destroy what is old. Dreams, you are so fragile and I wasn't even aware enough to hold you in my hands. Truth rears its ugly head with a sick smile on its face, Staring at me as I am the only one to blame. How many times I wished to smash this evil head? How many times I longed for the embrace of angels to take me far away and then I could be alone and sit on the throne in the kingdom, in the kingdom of the dead. How many times I longed for the embrace of angels to take me far away and then I could be alone and sit on the throne in the kingdom of the dead, in the kingdom of the dead, in the kingdom of the dead.

Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Apr 26, 2025

This in no way should be taken as me giving up on anything. I am just simply trying to clear that whenever anyone is ready to beat me to the ground, I will not care at all. Will you take my hand and rewrite history with me? Will you catch my breath, hold my face in your hands, look deep into my eyes and scream that we will make it? Or end up just like all those millions before... Don't get me wrong, I am into pushing limits as well, but I have seen enough fates and enough faces covered by tears, enough shoulders embraced, enough stories told, enough yes-es and enough no-s, enough hopes hopes that were dying last, that were dying last. This of course in no way should be taken as me giving up on anything. I am just simply trying to clear that whenever anyone is ready to beat me to the ground, I will not fucking care at all, because I have lived my fate and my face was covered by tears. And whenever my shoulders were embraced, there were thousands of stories that left thousands of lips. This in no way should be taken as me giving up on anything. I am just simply trying to clear that whenever anyone is ready to beat me to the ground, I will not care at all. I have heard yes-es and no-s and I also have said those and my hopes were dead and then exhumed, dead and exhumed, dead and exhumed, dead and exhumed. If you love someone, let her to be free! And whenever she returns, you know she was always yours. And if she never comes back, she never did belong to you. Fuck yeah, I am sure I will rewrite history, Will you do it with me? Will you do it with me?

Fantasize! In our dreams we are so tough but this one punch we call waking up kills everything we we carefully planned in our warm beds of hate, of love, of sick mindgames. In search of love I've seen hate. In search of love I've met pain. In search of love I've felt fear. In search of hate I have seen love. In search of hate I've risen above. In search of hate I have no longer found myself alone. Fantasize! In our dreams we are so tough but this one punch we call waking up kills everything we we carefully planned in our warm beds of hate, of love, of sick mindgames. Of hate, of love, of sick mindgames. Of hate, of love, of sick mindgames. In search of love I've seen hate. In search of love I've met pain. In search of love I've felt fear. In search of hate I have seen love. In search of hate I've risen above. In search of hate I have no longer found myself alone. Fantasize! In our dreams we are so tough but this one punch we call waking up kills everything we we carefully planned in our warm beds of hate, of love, of sick mindgames. Arms wide open with a stare at the pale grey sky. Fists risen as a resounding fuck-off to all gods. Arms wide open with a stare at the pale grey sky. Fists risen as a resounding fuck-off to all gods. Here I stand, risen from my ashes, back from the dead. Through love and hate, through smiles and tears that nearly tore me down, I'm breathing in and out, I'm breathing in and out, I'm breathing in and out. I spit death out and I breathe in life and I breathe in life and I breathe in life. I spit death out and I breathe in life. I spit death out and I breathe in life.

Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Apr 26, 2025